In the distance

In the distance a soft whisper
calls for me and I just can’t move.
Frozen by the thought of change,
scared of leaving all behind.

And the whisper turns to word.
It calls me louder and louder.
It says it will be all right
and my head turns to hear.

I don’t want to go
but don’t know if I can stay.
I stand in the path
and see life goes by and I wait.

For what? I know.
If I should? I don’t care!
Because here in this path
I’m safe and I’m not scared.